Chapter 957

After the official blog of the metaphysics Association issued this new blog, many Taoist officials and wechat followed and forwarded it in less than half an hour.

They may add their own words when forwarding, but the respect in the words can be seen by netizens.

Mao Shan V: if Taoist priest qilinzi hadn't helped us, I'm afraid we wouldn't see this official V today@ There is a difference between Qingyang lay and Taoist. You are not a member of the sect until you get started. You don't know that Xuanmen is excusable. After all, the Taoist leaders of the Taoist temple won't take the initiative to disclose it to you. Xuanmen's reputation is outside, but it is limited to the circle. An apology is necessary@ Qingyang lay @ Qingyang lay @ Qingyang lay

After the big V forwarding of Taoist sects, Tangya temple also forwarded it.

People... What are you doing with the monks?

Tangya Temple V: the abbot has seen young master Yan a few days ago. In his words, he praised the young talents of young master Yan. He must be the head of Xuanmen with his talents@ There are some things for Qingyang lay. It's better not to be ashamed to ask questions first.

Wang Cheng listened to the prompt sound of the mobile phone, and the whole person was not well.

Where did he think that the position of the sect leader of Huaqing school grass was true?!

Moreover, I stayed in the Taoist temple for so long that no one told him

Wang Cheng didn't know that he was just a lay.

There are some things that only people in the sect can know.

He is not qualified for that.

Listening to one @ voice after another, Wang Cheng grabbed his cell phone. Damn it!

His whole face was hot, as if he had been slapped in the air.

My face hurts!

Netizens watched this dramatic plot reversal.

——Shit! Listen to the way the Xuanmen is holding it.

——Ah ah! Maoshan and Wudang have come out to correct the name of the male god! This kind of face beating feels great! Who, didn't you just say that you Qingyang dada are lay men? Why don't you keep pushing? Say it!

——Yes, yes. Why don't you talk? Against us!

Who knows, Qingyang's fans are also full of tears. They want to drag Qingyang out across the screen.

Paralysis, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!

That's good. They lose face together!

While two waves of fans were arguing, another wave stared at the screen.

Is this propaganda of feudal superstition?

Should we be reconciled?

As everyone knows, the staff of Xinbo are crazy. The coders are frantically tapping the code, and the boss is yelling at their ears, "come on, come on, come on! We have just been called to rectify some days ago, and now there are feudal superstitions. Please clear the whole hot search for me!"

The boss is going to be angry and cry. Is there a boss worse than him in the world?

When someone else is the boss, he hugs Xiaomi, sweet honey.

Well, he was hurried by the phone. He could only stare at the herd of animals here.

The boss looked at the sky sadly. Why did I do this kind of company at the beginning?

I go to play real estate and make some clothes. Isn't it all good?

What new media do!

There's shit in my head!

"General manager, it's done!"

The boss brushed his mobile phone once, looked at the hot search that disappeared on the interface, finally showed a smile, moved his steps and prepared to go back to the office for a nap, "very good."

In half an hour.

The boss finally went to sleep. The Secretary knocked at the door, "general manager, that... The hot search just now was pushed up again..."